Waiting

Standing at the front door.
She waits.

Everyday it's the same routine.
She waits.

Her frame so tiny, so brand new.
Every breath she takes,
is just the beginning.
She waits.

And as time passes by,
the excitement almost bursts
right through her seams.

She knows what's coming.
So, she waits.

A sound in the distance tells her,
he's coming.
A car pulls up,
an engine shuts off.

Still waiting.

Her eyes get wide as she hears
the car door slam shut.
And as he walks up the steps,
she can barely contain herself.

Still waiting.

A smile tears across her face
as the screen door opens.

She jumps into his comforting arms.

Her waiting is done.